SHADES OF GREY...

On a day like today..
When the sky is so overcast
Laden with rain ..
In shades of grey ..

I look up and finally see..
A hue ..
That I never acknowledged...
Because it never ever figured in my palette...
Whenever I painted the sky so vividly....
In my shade of blue...

But life is really not black and white...
Though I always thought so ...

Night or Day
Rain or shine...
Hot or cold...
That's not how it is ...
And I now , see the truth...

There is an in-between.
A twilight zone ...
That I think we all sometimes ignore ..

The grey..

It's not such a boring colour to me anymore ..
Because I realised that it has opened possibilities, like never before ..

Have you ever really looked at a grey sky..
It has hues of a pink , in the palest of pale...
That could easily be ignored , if you were looking through a veil..
Looking is not "seeing" ..
And that's where the secret lies..

And so I missed this shade of grey...
I think...
Because I ignored it ...
If it was not a sunny day ..

But now, while I stare into the myriad sky...
That lay vast over me. in all it's glory ..

I was transfixed with all it said to me ..
It was a heart to heart like never before..
A gentle breeze started to blow ..
At first just carrying little leaves doing a dervish dance ..
And then as if on cue..
The skies opened and there was a flash of reality ..
That I was forced to see....
And then it thundered like never before ..
And told me things ...
I already knew , but probably did not want to hear ..
I looked up into this sky so grey..
With eyes all moist with falling rain ..
That now beat down upon my face..
And just pulled me into its whirl wind embrace ..
I stood still ..
I did not move ..
I needed to hear all ..
With all the truth within..

Is this how grey feels ...
Is this the truth..
Is this why it stay's behind the blue ...
And only visits, when it's needed to...
Carrying with it , clouds laden with reality..

I look at the grey sky..
And just bowed my head ..
And let it pour over me..
And wash my soul , with all it's sensitive depth..

It's beautiful this grey..with hues of pink ..
It washes away all ...
It cleanses ..
It shows you , everything , like it is ..

No pretty shadows..
No half-truths..
No laced words..
Or golden skies..
Just me and my mirror in the sky ..

Sometimes ...
Inspite  of reality ..
We see what we want to see..
We weave a reality , that was not even a dream ..
We make heroes of men ..
We have not even seen ..

Unlearning all I thought was true..
Learning never to assume ..
Never to judge.. till you walk a while ..
Never to label..that's for jars, not man-kind..
To look much beyond someone's smile ..
That sometimes it better to leave things unsaid..
And sometimes , just wait and see if anyone comes to meet you instead ...

Grey .. It's beautiful ..
It's actually has that silver tinge ..
My lining to any cloud..
That decides to rain all around ..

It brings with it, life giving miraculous drops to quench us all...
To cleanse us of everything and make us strong ...
To wash our hearts if tears there have begun to belong...
To reach out and drench our souls with love...
To send you blessings from above...
To fill the earth with grass so green..
With flowers we have never seen..
Bring creatures both great and small...
And spread smiles to one and all...

So you see..
Now when I look up and see the sky ...
All strewn in shades of Grey...

I smile my heart out..

Because I know it's going to be a beautiful day ....